Touching the reality as a fairy tale. A bird's eye view, an insect's vision, children's thoughts, all that works as a magic spell of a new perspective to the unseen world. A world where I meet my heros, my stories, a whole universe. Revelations appear with an innocent nudity through the confrontation imaged inside the doll's eyes; You can imagine the speech of the animals at Nature's Last Supper where Love is another form of Intelligence. When the ghost of Saint George flies in the Holy Lands under the fireworks of the white Phosphor bombs. In The Dolphin Conspiracy, immigration becomes a fungus with it's own life, driving a planetic exodus which can never be; a universal Procession which follows the Holy Body on Good Friday. With my art I celebrate life, as difficult as it is, and honors Earth, my Mother.